Meenzer

...maybe

Clique tbh. (Spot-on assessment though. )

Penny-farthings on the street riding Motorcars were funny things, frightening Bow and hoops and spinning tops Annie Gretzel's lollipops...

Sorry

Nice Guy Deadie tbh.

Rubbish title, mind.

Well, I used to shove Lembit Öpik's head through letterboxes...

They'll be snorting up Paula's dried cack stains tbh.

Yeah, but he can afford to spend a fortune tattooing himself and he hasn't even got a job! And he calls himself a fan but doesn't even go to matches! 84392[/snapback] Has anyone got their Soopafan rule book on them? I'm sure this disqualifies him. 84394[/snapback] He's so soopa he has X-RAY VISION and can SEE INTO THE GROUND from OUTSIDE

More to the point, can he install a combi boiler?

I've had one PM from Glasgow Mag asking to write my biography. What am I doing wrong?

Not the cleverest move in the world, was it? He's handled it quite well considering (like not getting his family too involved in the whole "look how much of a unit we are, now smile for the cameras darling" media circus), but christ knows what he was thinking letting himself get into that kind of situation in the first place. They overcharged him, too.

...er ok Mr Straight!.... 84220[/snapback] lol ur so ghey ...or suchlike.

More fond of a good spanking than Mark Oaten tbh.

Class He looks like the Village People version of a Nazi

The hierarchy's wrong tbh. 83888[/snapback] tbh Gemmill Craig Gol Alex Asprilla's Foreskin ?

Spanish villa, we adoooooooooooore you, we've waited 20 years fooooooor you...

And using doilies as tablecloths for their picnics.

Just as well Meenzer didn't get to him first, would have taken his temperature with his special thermometer whilst the poor lad was trapped 83485[/snapback] Naah, I prefer post-coital conversation that goes a bit further than "mmmmmnegh nggnugh unghhhh".

Lambrini actually. Whilst quaffing White Zinfandel. 83477[/snapback] Brings a whole new meaning to 'bubble bath'...

Lazy northern waster tbh.

T-shirt weather TBH 83426[/snapback] I had to cancel a barbecue yesterday because people were anxious about sunburn. 83439[/snapback] No, they were anxious about looking like a bunch of gayers when you served them flame-grilled veal cutlets garnished with rocket leaves and sun-dried tomatoes in a light herb dressing instead of sausages and burgers.